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Hi folks, this is Laura coming to you from my shiny new iMac (god willing, my last final act of financial irresponsibility for 2008) in my gigantic fuzzy blue robe that rarely leaves my body and I think…ahhhh…we really did it. I wish we were still doing it. Looking for jobs on Craigslist ranks just above scrubbing the toilet bowl on my list of fun ways to spend an afternoon.Lots of folks have

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Hello again. Sorry to bother you so soon, but we're trying our best to get this whole thing finished out. Those that haven't read Volume 1 of Africa can skip down past this one to start Africa at the beginning. Or you can click this link if you're lazy. Our story now continues...From Chobe, we all climbed into the truck to cross the Namibian border to spend two nights in the Ngepi camp which got

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Africa is really big. You might know this. You may have even looked at a map lately wondering where we've been (we're assuming by now that you spend most of your waking hours wistfully imagining our mystical adventures) and thought to yourself "Hey, that Africa... it's pretty big." But until you've driven across such a small portion of it for such a long time, it’s probably hard to have

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We weren't too sure if we were going to have the chance to blog at all in our trip through Africa after the sluggish speeds of the connection in Joberg, South Africa. Botswana had their crap together and the speed of the Intarwebs was actually pretty decent, but we ran out of time before the truck moved on and were unable to post this. So, now, three weeks after I originally wrote this and

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We've been celebrating our successful conquering of Southeast Asia by sitting on the beach drinking fruity drinks and beer. Take that, Southeast Asia! No, not that creative, but sometimes we like to stick to what we do best. Consequently, you guys are probably going to feel pretty lucky to know that this should be a shorter blog (plus some addendums to the Apoocalypse Now post, all of which we

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Escape from 'NamWe’ve decided on a collaborative effort for this blog entry – Laura (that’s me) is covering Vietnam and Dan (that’s him) is covering Cambodia. I have to warn you in advance, this is going to be another long entry, so grab your cup of coffee and settle in – we’ll try our best to keep it entertaining. We’re in Siem Reap at the moment and have spent a few wonderful days exploring the

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Those who have never read “Everybody Poops”, stubbornly deny the existence of their bowels, or are merely embarrassed by the noises smells, and excretions their bodies make may want to consider skipping this jolly little post and perhaps avoid Southeast Asia altogether. My purpose here is simply to quickly remark on the preponderance, absence, and many faces of poo. At least one of you out there

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17770656457925212460noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3722383593308782746.post-57056098440163245042008-03-19T04:57:00.000-07:002008-03-20T05:16:54.719-07:00

Hi everyone, Laura here. Dan's right hand ring finder may or may not be broken after a tragic finger-slamming-into-rock-incident while trekking in Sapa, so I'm taking over on blog writing for the time being. Don't worry about him, we've taken care not to seek medical advice for fear of amputation and have fashioned an impressive splint made out of a toothbrush and tape that seems to be doing

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Sa Bay Dee, Soh Bai Dee, Saabai-dii, Sa-Baaj-Di...Whatever way you spell it, saying it means hello in Laos. Everybody says hello here whatever you're doing and wherever you're going. Whether it's because they're actually being friendly or just trying to get you to buy something, it's another greeting that's become part of our vocabulary (though I think the enthusiastic Bula! of Fiji still takes

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Out of all of the things that we expected to see in Asia, I can't say that 7-11 was one of them. Therefore, it stands to reason that we weren't expecting to see 2-3 of them on every block. While I suppose that really only goes for Hong Kong, where as far as we can tell there is one 7-11 for every 5 or 6 people, 7-11 also seems to have achieved a stranglehold on the convenience store market in

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I know that I've been kind of torturing my poor friend Edee, who actually seems to get nauseated when she sees spiders, but seeing as how my own fascination with them seems to now border into some sort of horrifying obsession, it's hard not to talk about them. We're in Australia now and they have billions of spiders here of all shapes and sizes, many of which can apparently kill you simply by

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17770656457925212460noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3722383593308782746.post-76433334560099537172008-02-17T01:26:00.000-08:002008-02-17T03:12:01.835-08:00

Having worked at IGN for so many years, I’m painfully aware of how excruciating it is for most lazy apes like you (and us) to stare at so many words without having pictures to break up the monotony. In this case, there are a lot of words, so we apologize for the strain on your eyeballs. Thankfully now that we’re out of Fiji, we’ve come across a computer that will allow us to download pictures off

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We might have written this newest blog entry on our last night in Costa Rica, but our ill-timed decision to donate so much to the Costa Rican Young Thieves Foundation (CRYTF) put us into a tizzy. And by tizzy I mean the skies turned black and the world was thrown into panic and dismay. As mentioned, the donation was a bit larger than we had ever thought to conceive leading us to need to cancel

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We left.Now we're in Los Angeles hanging out at our friends Anne and Brett's house while we wait for tonight's flight to Costa Rica to meet my parents, brother, sister-in-law, nephew, and niece. This flight should provide us with some small laughable attempt at rest after a couple weeks of non-stop movement. Yes, we're exhausted from trying to take a vacation. It's sad, but quite true. I'm sure

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